Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Underwater Transplant Surgery

Me: If we use two bivalves, we can make a heart!
Mike: This coral looks like a brain. Just put that in.

Sunday, February 25, 2007

Cage Match

Mike: John Rhys-Davies versus John Rhys-Davies: who would win?
Jen: We all would!

Thursday, February 15, 2007

Maybe not exactly that excuse

COL: Man, I need to get going.
Me: Oh, you'll never leave. It took Eddie an hour to leave, and he had an excuse.
COL: Yeah, he had the ticking clock: $10 an hour babysitter.
Greg: You need an excuse like that, sir.
COL, after consideration: No, thanks.

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

I hope it was the snow

David: I just need four more inches of this so I can go home.
Me: I don't want to know what you were pointing at when you said that.
David: Use your imagination.

Friday, February 09, 2007

Class A

COL H: I'm just gonna go change out of this.
LTC C: I completely forgot about a change of clothes.
Me: Oh, you love that outfit.
LTC C: You're right. I hate to take it off.
COL H: He has another one he sleeps in.

Thursday, February 08, 2007

We Believe You!

Blogger: I have lived in Georgia for 8 years but i am from West Vergina.

She's Right, You Know

Rob: That's what happens when you miss rehearsal. You get elected to be the hanging pig.
Erica:That is a blog quote.

Tuesday, February 06, 2007

Why Women Kill

Me: [announce weight loss of X pounds]
Greg: [announce weight loss of 2X pounds]
Me: [expletive]

Self Knowledge

COL: I submitted your recommendation letter yesterday.
Me: Oh, good. Thank you, sir.
COL: So if you don't get accepted...
Me: It's not your fault.
COL: No, it probably is. "Couldn't she find anyone who can write?"

Friday, February 02, 2007

Lunch Meeting

Me: Uniforms?
Jane: Oh god no.
Me: Correct!

Thursday, February 01, 2007

Life Isn't Always Exactly 8 x 10

Frame shop employee: I'm going to trim just a bit off of the top here.
Me: *gasp* Those ceiling tiles are vital to the composition!
Frame shop employee: *pfft* You wouldn't have noticed.

Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Who Says Americans are Monolingual?

Teresa: Haben sie eine numero pour questa...musica?

Hey, World, Guess What!

Recruiting email: Current Shortages include: Military Intelligence...
Mike: *snort* You'd think they'd want to keep that a little quiet.

Tuesday, January 30, 2007

The Fitness Gap

Mike: Dude, guys don't even know half the time when they've lost weight. But it's okay, because they also don't know when they've gained it. Until their pants don't fit anymore. Not that they won't go right on wearing them.

Boy Theatre Genius!

Me: That's a 1940's comic book not waiting to happen.
Mike: Hilarious. Who would his side-kick be--or rather the hero to whom he is side-kick? "Cole Porter: Ultra-Fop!" or perhaps "The Gershwinian: Protector of Pianists!"
Me: Irving the Berlinator!
Mike: I'm totally out of mid-century composers already.
Me: I've been trying to make a "Tin Pan Allez" joke, but I got nothing. Maybe it could be their battle cry.
Mike: It's very funny, except for the fact that it involves French. And a pun. Are French puns more or less acceptable than English puns?
Me: That's a question I hoped never to ponder.

Moses Hogan Chorale

Bobby: They are the whitest black choir ever!

Job Security

Scott: It's printing upside-down on the back.
Me: Ah, yeah...remember yesterday when I showed you how to fix that?
Scott: You did it so fast, I didn't see what you did.
Me: That's how I maintain my value.

Douglas Coupland (Again)

Mike: I'm so glad he's working.
Me: ...elsewhere.
Mike: Yeah, the British can have totally him. Although he's running out of English-speaking countries. I guess Australia is next.
Me: Sure would be a shame if a shark got 'im. Yep. Damn shame.
Mike: I hear they got a whole lot of deadly poisonous reptiles and insects down there. Maybe we should book him on a tour of the Outback. Ya know, as a present.
Me: That's thoughtful, that is.
Mike: We're very appreciative of his work. Perhaps a bottle of raw-meat scented cologne would go nice as well.
Me: Or a big jar of honey and a big jar of ants.
Mike: The stinging is how they tell him they want to be his special friend.
Me: Venom = love. Remember that for Valentine's Day.
Mike: Here, honey, I got you this diamond...back!

Be Careful What You Wish For

Joel: Know why I'm so excited?
Me: No.
Joel: My daughter's looking at a house tonight, and it's three blocks from me.
Me: Man, you'll be babysitters for life.
Joel: I hope so!!!

If, Then

Me: You know why my feet hurt so much?
Greg: Why?
Me: Because I'm so friggin' fat.
Greg: Man, causality's a bitch.